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T A E Y O N G ; 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓁

『 accidents ambush the unsuspecting, often violently, just like love 』

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" hey y/n, there's something i need to tell you " hyunji, my best friend, took a seat beside me on the edge of my huge bed, nudging my shoulder.

" hmm? what is it about? " i murmured, my eyes still fixed on a book i recently picked up from the royal library.

yup, i'm a princess. the youngest one in the royal family actually. i have 2 older brothers and an older sister. and since all 3 of them already have families of their own, i rarely get to spend time with my siblings. therefore, i spend most of my time with hyunji, our royal cook's daughter. i am still young, compared to my older siblings who are at least 6 years older than me. and thus, my parents - the king and queen, treasure me the most. obviously  ;) 

" just promise me you won't get angry first " hyunji frowned worriedly, putting up her pinky finger up as a gesture to make a promise.

" ookayy " i mumbled, unconsciously lifting up my hand as well, my concentration still mostly on the book.

" remember when you couldn't join your parents for lunch yesterday? "

" oh yeah? the day when i had extra lessons? "

" mhm.. " 

" what about it? " i lifted one of my eyebrows upwards, waiting for hyunji's response.

" well uhm..how do i say this..i might have accidentally overheard your parents discussing about.. " hyunji diverted her eyes towards the floor, avoiding mine.

i waited patiently for hyunji to continue, mostly confused.

" about your arranged marriage..with prince taeyong.. " hyunji gulped, seeing my expression change entirely, eyes going wide.

" P-PRINCE tAEYONG?? lEE TAEYONG? " i choked on my saliva, coughing repeatedly while hyunji rubbed my back to calm me down.

" b-bUT- " i stammered, my brain still unable to accept the information i just received.

" i know, you don't like taeyong " hyunji chuckled.

" lIKE? i hAte him hyunji. i despise him. i loathe him. i- " 

" i gET IT GIRL. CALM YOUR ASS DOWN " 

" anyway..you should be happy after hearing this " hyunji smirked, tilting her head to the side as if she was mocking me.

" happy? i think you mean depressed " i stated, sighing in the process.

" dude. any other girl would kILL. like i literally mean kill, just to be prince taeyong's bride. i mean, have you seen him?? he doesn't even lOOK reaL. his looks can literally save lives. and he's the definition of a gentleman. isn't he just perfect?! " 

" okay listen. firstly, i've seen him way too many times to gush about his looks. his face appears in my nightmares sometimes. and save lives? pftt seeing his face almost every week would probably give me eye cancer. just you wait and see hyunji. AND GENTLEMAN? that devil is an ASS to me. i want to strangle him- "

" breATHE y/n. i don't think there's anything you can do about it anyway.. your parents seemed really sure about the whole marriage thing. i even overheard them saying that you guys get along so well and would make the perfect couple. i swear it took me so much effort to not snort " hyunji laughed, smacking my arm.